Dive into solitude--
If you inhale the floating thoughts you won’t choke
On change, that brand new hymn of five notes riding
On the back of a silver wave. Can you hear them
Singing the soft note of life, breathe
In and out, in and out
Watch the the lily-pads above your swirling hair
Lush green ballerina crowns atop the part of your
Auburn curls, rainbow blooms of thought sprout
Beneath your scalp, and you smile,
A golden waterfall arch, a dream.
Can they hear you
Sweep aside the deep blue strands of imagination
With happiness? Catch the moment with rose-petal
Fingertips, a sandpaper robe of silence.
Clutch the horizon and never let go.
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I am listening
To the silence this moment
In the midst of noise.
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in the wake of light, your words bring me more(please, do leave your fingerprints behind, so I may relish the image of our hands after you go.)